Victory Square outside the Imperial Capital Lion Fort was filled with nobles and bureaucrats who had retired from the Noble Council.

These people were headed by Count McGonagall Tano and Marquis of Woz-Pedro. At this moment, the two of them were surrounded by a crowd full of smiling faces, and words of compliment and praise kept coming out of their mouths. Everyone is saying, don't easily believe flattery and flattery, but everyone likes to listen to it, because someone compliments can show one's status.

The Marquis of Woz-Pedro enjoyed the process, always taking the trouble to answer the nobles' questions and communicate with them in a friendly manner.

But Count McGonagall did not buy the compliments and praises of the nobles, he knew that the pleasure obtained from compliments was the most dangerous pleasure, and he knew that too much praise could lead to self-loss. Therefore, after politely responding to the greetings of the nobles, he dismissed all the people who were surrounding him.

Moreover, McGonagall Tano is in a bad mood right now, he does not want to talk nonsense with the nobles at all. The angry departure of the old marshal Crete-Slitter, and the sigh of the old marshal at the end, made McGonagall Tano wonder if it was appropriate to oppose Duke Nick's cabinet at such a time.

McGonagall Tano opposes Duke Nick for a deep reason!

He was not so much against Duke Nick Reagan as he was against the war for the ascension to the throne thirteen years ago. In the heart of McGonagall Tano, Nick Reagan and Laubert Danediv are the real traitors. In his eyes, the war of thirteen years ago was a sinister conspiracy, not a battle of honor as it is now officially recorded.

McGonagall Tano believes that Duke Nick Reagan is the mastermind of this conspiracy. Everyone knows that Laubert wouldn't have even touched the corners of the Golden Throne in thirteen years without the help of Duke Nick Reagan!

What was the cause of that war?

The fire in the inner city of Suker recorded in the literature?

So, who started the fire?

Emperor Barrett?

Both Laubert and Nick said it was him!

But why did he set the inner city on fire?

As the Emperor of the Empire, Barrett wanted a death to require only a warrant, or not even a warrant, he only needed to express his opinion on a certain occasion, and soon a large number of people would be willing to help him achieve his goal.

But, if it weren't for Emperor Barit, then that fire would be worth digging into.

Count McGonagall-Tano stubbornly believed that the fire was an outright conspiracy, believing that Duke Nick was the initiator of the conspiracy, and he never believed that the conspirators could bring prosperity to the Empire.

And it turns out that the prime minister of the empire has indeed plunged the empire into the abyss of catastrophe.

As a result, he became even more convinced of his opinion.

...

Therefore, McGonagall Tano's purpose of opposing Duke Nick is fundamentally different from that of Woz Pedro, he is not for the position of Prime Minister, let alone to cater to the young emperor on the Golden Throne, he simply feels that Duke Nick is not worthy of staying in the position of Prime Minister of the Empire.

And the angry departure of the old Marshal Crete-Slitter, and his sigh, made him wonder if it was right to oppose Duke Nick at such a time.

At this time, the laughter of the Marquis of Woz-Pedro next to him suddenly became loud, and he laughed presumptuously.

McGonault subconsciously glanced at the fat Marquis of Woz when he heard the laughter, and suddenly he felt as if he was invisibly helping the other party.

"Earl McGonagall, my friend. Woz Pedro felt McGonagall's gaze and immediately stepped forward to dismiss the nobles who were surrounding him, he glanced at the nobles who had been dispersed by McGonagall Tano early and smiled: "You have to communicate with them even if you hate them, we are interdependent with them... You see, without their attachment, our existence would be worthless. ”

"I'll never understand that, and don't impose your ideas on me. "Count McGonagall Tano is not interested in Marquis of Woz-Pedro," these thoughts of yours are like rotten meat in the summer, making people so sick that they just want to vomit. ”

"Spit and spit and you get used to it. Instead of getting angry, Marquis Voz Pedro laughed, "You're still the same as when you were younger, you don't always grow up..."

"Don't tell me..."

"I envy you, really!" Woz Pedro didn't give McGonab Tano a chance to interrupt his words, his voice was fast and clear, "I envy you for still being able to stick to your ideas, you never choose to compromise for any external reasons, you are a real nobleman!"

"Haha!" McGonagall Tano sneered, "Are you sarcastic about me?"

"No, that's my truest thought, I don't have to wear a mask in front of you. ”

"What you really think in your heart is known only to you, and I am not interested in it at all. McGonagall-Tano shook her head, and before she lifted her leg to leave.

Woz Pedro took two quick steps to block McGonagall Tano's way, "Haven't you always been against Duke Nick? Now the opportunity to overthrow Duke Nick's cabinet is at hand, and the old thing of Marquis Nepdo is now in Tyre, and Emperor Laubert can no longer stand up for Nick Reagan." He lowered his voice, "And the new emperor is clearly complaining about his father-in-law's cabinet... As long as you and I join forces, Duke Nick will step down in half a month at most. ”

"You seem to have an idea?"

"Isn't the Cabinet reforming the business tax heading?"

"What do you want to do?" said McGonault with a hint of alarm in her heart.

Woz smiled mysteriously and asked, "You know what happened to Crewe, right?" He couldn't wait for McGonagall to answer before he said impatiently: "There was a war between the local nobles and the Reagan family in Crewe, and the reason for this war was precisely because of the reform of the commercial tax bill!"

"If you want to oppose the reform of the commercial tax program to attack Duke Nick, I will not be on your side, the commercial tax reform is the general trend, and it is the tax reform that the empire almost collapsed that gradually recovered!" McGonagall looked at Woltz with a resolute attitude and disdain, "Do you really think that you can win this war with the support of your nobles alone?"

"I'm not going to oppose business reform, I'm against the war that's going on in Crewe. ”

"Hah!" Count McGonagall looked at Marquis of Wolds like an idiot, "which rebels do you support?"

"No!no!no!" Woz-Pedro waved his hand, "Any rebel must be suppressed unconditionally, this is an iron law that has been laid down a long time ago!" The fat on his face piled up and laughed, "I want to say the war itself." ”

Hearing this, McGonagall Tano immediately lost interest in continuing the discussion with Woz Pedro, and he said decisively: "I don't have time to discuss the nature of war with you. ”

"You're misunderstanding again, what I'm trying to say is..."

"I'm not interested in your topic, it's my duty to oppose Duke Nick, and you—" He stared at Woz Pedro with mockery.

Woz-Pedro's tone froze, but the smile on his face didn't change in the slightest, and he generously took two steps back and made a gesture of respect.

...

In the back hall of the Lion's Castle, in the Emperor's personal rest area, where Sinda turned straight after the end of the Council of Nobles.

For the last month, he enjoyed staying here, because it was in this small place that he could feel like the emperor of the empire.

At this moment, Zinda was lazily lying on a soft chaise longue by the window, staring at the endless blue sky and white clouds outside the huge window.

The quarrels of the Council of Nobles did not affect him.

While he didn't like Duke Nick as Prime Minister of the Empire, he also didn't mind Duke Nick continuing to be Prime Minister.

He didn't like Duke Nick as Prime Minister of the Empire because it made him uncomfortable sitting on the golden throne, and it felt like... It's like when his father was a prince in his reign.

Deep down, Sinda has developed a habit of fear for Duke Nick, a habit he has developed since he was a child, and it will not change as his status increases.

Young people don't like to be disciplined, not to mention that this young man is still the emperor of the empire.

Sinda is eager to handle the affairs of the empire independently, and even more eager to make a difference.

To accomplish this, Duke Nick must first be removed from the prime ministership.

His idea was as simple as that.

He hadn't even considered who would take over Duke Nick when he stepped down as Prime Minister of the Empire, and he hadn't even considered what the situation would have become without Duke Nick's cabinet to help him run the Empire.

All he could think of was to remove the stones that stood in his way so he could do his job.

"You say, Duke Nick is going to fall this time?" asked Sinda in a low voice.

"If you are willing to keep Duke Nick as Prime Minister, his position is untouchable. Bailly, the court steward, heard from behind Sinda, who stood respectfully in the most prominent part of the room.

Sinda was silent for a few seconds and nodded thoughtfully, "What if I don't want to?"

"You can't help it, Your Majesty!" Bailly said solemnly, "Thinking about the current state of the Empire, do you know how many people are dreaming of ascending to the Golden Throne?" he slowly approached Sinda, "Trofil of the Karen Lord, Sawa Devin of the Twak Lord, the merchant rebels of the Eluk Lord, the elves, the orcs!" his voice became quieter and quieter: "And which, of these, is not more threatening than Duke Nick?"

"You're going too far, old butler. Sinda chuckled under her breath, raising her hand and scratching the short whiskers on her chin.

Bailly's face was serious, "It's not far at all, Your Majesty!" he subconsciously took two steps closer to Sinda, "If..."

"You're a bit talkative, my old butler. Sindashen interrupted Bailly as he continued.

"I..."

"Stand down!" Sinda waved her hand.

Bailly frowned, looked down for a moment, and then didn't continue to speak, then bowed and exited the room.

Sinda withdrew her gaze as Bailly exited the room, got up from his chaise longue and walked out into the separate courtyard outside the room. The flowers and plants originally planted by Emperor Laubert in the courtyard have long been cleared and replaced with the white orchid that the empress likes.

Sinda hates Brandy, and hates having someone to help him make decisions.

But he couldn't refuse!

He couldn't refuse anything.

"Squeak!" the sound of the door opening sounded.

The new Captain of the Praetorian Guard, Ser Samp Reggie, walked straight to Sinda and said, "The Queen has invited you over to her tea party, and the nobles are waiting to follow you. ”

Prince Sinda roared, "Can I only talk to the Reagan family every day?"

Samp Reggie took a step back quietly, he was not frightened by Sinda's angry growl, he waited for His Majesty the Young Emperor to vent before he said, "Marquis of Woz-Pedro is waiting outside, do you need to summon him?" (https:)

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